When fishing beauty is bound to the rich system

Downstairs in the restaurant, Duan Ziyuan's slender fingers tapped lightly on the steering wheel, his eyes vaguely looking at the restaurant entrance, as if waiting for that pretty figure.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The phone rang with a message notification tone. It was from their group of four. Zhao Sinian asked:

Baby, are you still having dinner with that man? It's been almost an hour, and you still haven't come out?

Duan Ziyuan chuckled softly, replied to the message and put down his phone. He looked at the time displayed in the car, his dark eyes looking dim under the dim light.

Time passed quietly, cars on the street were driving in an orderly manner, car horns were heard from time to time, and the laughter of friends chatting on the road could be heard on the roadside. The breeze blew, and the leaves made a rustling sound.

Finally another half hour passed.

After saying goodbye to each other at the door, Lin Xinran and Fang Yizhou walked towards the car.

Duan Ziyuan got out of the car and opened the door for her: "Miss, how was the chat?"

"Not bad, you can consider investing."

After listening to her words, Duan Ziyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they were only considering investment, so they should have been talking about work and not other topics.

Lin Xinran got into the car and heard her cell phone ringing in her bag. She took out her phone and saw on the screen that the caller was her mother, so she answered the call.

"Hey, girl, are you outside?"

"Yes, Mom, what's wrong?"

"If you're not busy, go find Liang Xiaoxing. He had a fight with his mother again. Why did he run away from home and not answer the phone? He came to Lincheng. He should be having dinner with his friends at Lanyu Comprehensive Commercial City. Try to contact him and bring him to our house."

Lin Xinran was silent.

Lin Xinran was speechless.

Lin Xinran didn't want to care.

"Mom knows you don't want to. That child has been ignorant since he was young. It's not just one or two days. Be good and do Mom a favor."

Ma Lanru was leisurely at home, applying a facial mask, sitting on the sofa, watching TV, holding the phone in her hand with the speaker on.

"Okay, I'll try to contact him."

After hearing Lin Xinran's definite answer, she hung up the phone with satisfaction, put down the phone, sighed quietly, and said to Lin Yun who was eating fruit beside her: "Why can't that child grow up? He has had this temper since he was a child. He would run away from home if he was told something wrong. He is still like this when he grows up. He is already in college, but he hasn't improved at all."

If her sister hadn't just called her crying and said she couldn't contact Liang Xiaoxing and was extremely worried, she would have agreed to help find him. Otherwise, she wouldn't have bothered with these things.

They are also responsible for the fact that Liang Xiaoxing has been spoiled to this extent.

Lin Yun was silent for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Putting aside the fact that he is his elder, and just talking about the gender of the two, as a man, Liang Xiaoxing seems too irresponsible, cowardly, has no opinion of his own, and has a bad temper.

When their family conditions were not good, they would try their best to give Liang Xiaoxing whatever he wanted. In order to let him study well, they borrowed money and took out loans to buy a school district house. When he went to college, they bought him whatever brand-name computers and brand-name clothes he wanted.

He never seemed to know how to be grateful.

Lin Xinran was sitting in the car, holding her mobile phone and sending a message to Liang Xiaoxing, waiting for a reply. After waiting for nearly ten minutes, he finally replied.

It was finally determined that he and his friends were drinking and singing in a KTV.

His mother was crying at home because she couldn't contact him, her eyes were red and her face was haggard, while he was drinking in the KTV.

Lin Xinran sneered, took out the location, and Duan Ziyuan drove towards that street.

Lingfeng Street is a famous "bar and KTV street" in Lincheng. Because the entire road is lined with various KTVs, the public security management there is somewhat worse than other places, and there are many young men and women drinking here.

There are adults and minors. Of course, minors are not allowed to drink here, but they always have their own ways and connections, which leads to a lot of gangsters here.

Electric motorcycles can be seen everywhere, playing all kinds of songs with strong rhythms. Sometimes, if you are lucky, you can even see people arguing or fighting on the side of the road.

Of course, most fights are caused by drinking too much and getting drunk, and then there are some minor conflicts, which will lead to fighting on the spot.

On this street, Lin Xinran's Maybach worth 90 million yuan is extremely conspicuous. Many young people are either standing on the roadside or sitting on electric cars nearby, smoking cigarettes and shooting videos with their mobile phones.

The car stopped in front of a KTV, and Lin Xinran opened the door and got out.

There were several electric motorcycles parked in front of the KTV. A few young people with trendy clothes and dyed yellow hair whistled provocatively after seeing Lin Xinran's face clearly.

Lin Xinran walked in without stopping, without even glancing at them. Instead, Duan Ziyuan behind her gave a cold look at the young man who had just whistled.

The sharp and murderous eyes made the little yellow-haired boy's hair stand on end instantly, and he got goose bumps all over his body uncontrollably. He stared at him blankly, not daring to show any temper at all.

The moment he met Duan Ziyuan's gaze, he suddenly felt a suffocating feeling in his heart, causing his heartbeat to speed up unconsciously and his palms to become cold.

Duan Ziyuan glanced at him, then looked away and followed Lin Xinran closely.

The little yellow-haired boy looked at their backs and came to his senses. He didn't know when a trace of sweat had appeared on his forehead.

In the instant when they looked at each other just now, he thought he was going to die.

The little gangster, who was originally ignorant of the immensity of the world, seemed to finally realize at this moment that there are always people better than you.

Lin Xinran walked into the KTV with a cold expression. The aura around him seemed extremely out of place with the other people around him.

She was wearing a casual-style couture dress, with a delicate and cool look on her face. She was holding a Dior bag in her hand, and the jewels on her body were all from the Mikimoto series.

She is wearing all high-end brands. Although other people don’t often come into contact with such high-end series of clothes, jewelry and bags, the sense of luxury that comes with the big brands highlights her extraordinary status.

Although this is not a high-end place, because of her arrival, the surrounding environment seems inexplicably more upscale.

At first glance, the waiter nearby thought that someone was here to buy the store, and discussed with other staff members whether to call the boss over.

Lin Xinran walked to the front desk, raised her hand and knocked on the marble table, and asked politely: "Hello, where is Box 12?"